I woke up to another day of hell and struggled to get out of my bed. My house is in complete shambles and looks as if it could collapse at any moment. I walk downstairs to find anything I can to eat but there's nothing but partially moldy bread on the kitchen counter. I go and take a bit of it that has no mold on it and sit down on one of the chairs as I eat in silence and think to myself. I get up and go over to the door and make an attempt to go to school and as part of my usual walk I see a dead body probably from suicide witch is the norm now. I then stopped walking and pulled up my long sleeves to see the many cuts that run up and down my arm. human society has become the worst and living becomes so hard for so many of us that cutting or suicide is acceptable to most. the metas have powers that are beyond normal and they get treated like royalty while us non-metas sit here and rot. they make us feel bad for not being one of them and its not like we have a choice. you get powers at random when your born at least that's one of the things I remember from acutely going to school. the metas are let out of there huge walled up community's at least once a day, and I would be dead by now if it weren't for Callan keeping me sane. Callan is my boyfriend and is a meta with the power of Psychokinesis. every time the metas are let out he comes over to me as fast as he can to cheer me up and keep me calm. he sometimes lifts me up in the air sometimes and makes me feel like im flying, and its the best time ever. every time he comes over I never want it to end but the metas are only let out for about four or four and a half hours. I then continue to walk towards the school building but I bail half way through and go back home. but I always find it so hard to walk through the door to my house. it always reminds me that im alone and have no one waiting for me. my parents killed themselves and went out together and that happened just a few years back. I push those thoughts away and shove them somewhere else deep in my mind and walk through the door and entered my house. I would sit down on something but most things are in bad condition or is already broken. So I go into the kitchen and grab a kinfe and go upstairs to my room and sit on the bed. Putting the kinfe beside me and I once again begin thinking about why I'm even here. I know that I need to stay alive to see Callan so he can make me feel happy again but my life isn't gooing anywhere but down the drain. What do I even do with myself I say as tears start streaming down my face. My tears never seemed to stop raining down, and I kept thinking about my parents and how they should've taken me with them. Grabbing the kinfe I go into the bathroom and put my arm over the sink and the kinfe over my scar ridden skin. One by one I made more cuts but felt no pain for any of the ones I was making. And I let the blood fall and drip into the sink, but it hasn't been working for some time so its mostly covered in dry blood. Yet after all the cuts I made I tried to back into the kitchen but before I could even reach the door to my room I collapsed onto both knees. I'm still crying like there's no tomorrow and I take the knife and point it towards my chest and I feel ready to end it all. Then suddenly my mind went blank and I wasn't thinking of anything then I stopped crying. At that moment I dropped the knife, and I fell onto the floor looking at ceiling. I stayed there for a good few minutes before getting back up and taking the kinfe back into the kitchen. And I walked out the door and decided to take a walk around my town or what ever was left of it. Its mostly a ghost town now but there are a few people here and there scattered around. Then a huge wall was ahead of me, and it was part of the wall that went around the meta community and thoughts and feelings started running through me. I felt anger and pain and sadness I just got so frustrated I went up to it and started aggressively punching it with my left hand. And before I knew it I started screaming and yelling and my tears came back out as well. "ITS YOUR FALUT. ALL YOUR FAULT. NONE OF THIS WOULD'VE HAPPENED. ITS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU" I screamed at the top of my lungs while crying and punching thew wall harder and harder each punch. My hand became a bruised and bloody mess, and after a few minutes I turned around and leaned my back against the wall and slid down it until I was sitting. And I looked up at the sky and more tears found there way to the surface and I put head into my knees and covered it with my arm. Then I screamed one last time "WHY AM I SO USELESS" then I couldn't stop crying.
I wipped the tears from my eyes then stood up and looked at the sky. By the time I stopped crying it was just after sunset so I began my walk back home. I knew that walking home in this empty place was worth the time but I thought that when I got back home I would see call an waiting for me in my room so he could hug me and make me feel better. The thought of him just being there waiting to calm me down got me to start running and before I knew it I was running home with joy. But when I walked through the front door and up to my room no one was there. I felt sad and a bit disheartened I mean of course he's not here I'm always wrong. I would've maybe cried a bit but I couldn't I had exhausted all my tears. I just went over to the bed and layed there, I didn't actually fall asleep I just layer there thinking to myself. Thoughts like "did he leave me", "am I finally alone now" and "did he really mean it, did he really love and care about me like he said or was it just lies" started to cross my mind. Then thoughts like that with different variants began to flood my mind and I started to freak out and panic while I rocked back and forth. "Why aren't you here for me" I said repeatedly for a few minutes then all off a sudden I felt a hand on shoulder. I looked up and Callan was there looking at me. He then looked at my arm and hand witch was covered in cuts, blood, and bruises. Callan then hugged me tightly and started to apologize and explain why he wasn't there earlier but I stopped him in the middle of his explanation and hugged him tightly while smiling and said "I don't care, I'm just glad your here now". He stopped talking and we just sat there and hugged each other for a minute or two. Then he started using his psychokinesis on me making me float in the air. I giggled and laughed the entire time I was floating and it made me forget everything that happened today. Like all my worries just got swept away. "Hay, put me down" as he did so I told him to tell me about what happened to him today and it seemed like he was just wanting to tell that story. It was interesting, I always find his story's interesting but in this one apparently he had gotten into a fight with someone else about who's powers where more superior. Turns out a supervisor found out and broke up the fight. His consequence was that he would be suspended from being let out for today witch would explain why he wasn't there today. We spent a few more hours talking about other things and after a bit I started yawning and feeling tired so he asked me if he if I wanted him to seelp with me tonight. So I let him, we both then got into my bed witch just barely had room for the both of us. But we made it work then we cuddled into each other and then slept.
When I woke up he wasn't there like he just disappeared. Then I got out of bed and found a note on the floor witch was from Callan. "Sorry I had to leave early but I have to make it back before they noticed I have disappeared, I hope you have a better day today stay strong my dear, I'm here for you -love callan" that's what the note read and I felt more happy then I have ever been before.
